Rong Jingyang stared at the apron in the woman's hand, his deep gaze shifting to her face.
Du Ruoxin didn't give the man the right to refuse. She stepped forward, put the apron around his neck, tied it behind him with a bow, and asked, "Today is family labor day. Mr. Rong, could you help me wrap more later?"
Rong Jingyang remained silent. She was indeed carefree, acting as if nothing had happened.
Du Ruoxin tied the strings, returned to the man, and offered a perfectly standard smile. "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement?"
"..."
"Mr. Rong is so good, always obedient to his wife."
"..."
"Hee hee hee~~~"
The man couldn't stand the woman's "self-righteousness" and flicked her forehead. "How did you become so eloquent now?"
No, it should be thick-skinned.
Du Ruoxin's skin was probably as thick as a city wall now.
Du Ruoxin continued to smile. "It's because Mr. Rong taught me well."
"Could a trivial matter like that affect my marital relationship with my husband?"
You used to be like that!
As long as there was a slightest issue, she would quarrel and argue with him.
However, Du Ruoxin, who didn't quarrel or fuss, was indeed much more pleasing to the eye.
Rong Jingyang sighed inwardly and conceded, "Mm."
Since she called it a trivial matter, how could he continue to probe her?
After all, Du Ruoxin's dislike for Ai Wei wasn't a recent development.
It was just—
Alas!
Between outsiders and his wife, he would naturally choose his wife without hesitation. However, Ai Wei had been kind to him, and their twenty-odd years of acquaintance couldn't be severed with a single cut.
Moreover, with the increasing number of projects he collaborated on with Ai Wei in recent years...
Rong Jingyang frowned. This was a problem that needed careful consideration!
"Let's get busy first," he said.
...
When Grace appeared at Crescent Bay, she saw a bustling scene akin to a night market.
Men and women came and went, each person performing their duties, busy all around.
What was going on?
There were so many people!
What were they all doing?
Grace stood there, a little bewildered.
Fortunately, Du Ruoxin spotted her and ran over. "You've arrived at a good time. We're about to have lunch. After eating, we'll start wrapping zongzi."
The preparation work and procedures before wrapping zongzi were extensive.
It wasn't until she witnessed the grand scene at the Rong family's that she realized traditional festivals were filled with such a sense of ritual.
She couldn't help but marvel that China, as a great nation of etiquette, had passed down thousands of years of culture, truly deserving of being the world's number one.
Grace nodded. "Mm."
Du Ruoxin suddenly turned and shouted, "Jingshu! Come here quickly!"
Rong Jingshu strode forward. "Sister-in-law, what is it?"
Du Ruoxin smiled brightly and said, "I still have other things to do. Grace is yours to look after now. Take her to her seat."
Grace: "—"
She knew it!
Rong Jingshu responded like a gentleman, "Certainly."
After Du Ruoxin left, Rong Jingshu made a gesture of invitation. "Miss Kelly, this way please."
Grace's red lips parted slightly. "No need to be so formal."
She—
Didn't like men.
She and he could never be together.
Rong Jingshu smiled gently. "It is a man's cultivation to be polite to ladies." He paused. "Do you mind if I call you Grace?"
Grace nodded. "Yes."
Rong Jingshu then said, "Grace, you don't have to be so resistant to me, okay?"
"Just as friends?"
"Ordinary friends?"
He had no thoughts on whether this relationship could succeed; he would let nature take its course.
Grace repeated, "Ordinary friends?"
Rong Jingshu looked back at her, still smiling. "Is that okay?"
Grace felt the kindness in his eyes and couldn't help but curve her lips. "Okay."
Du Ruoxin hadn't gone far. She hid in the crowd, quietly observing her brother-in-law and her friend. Seeing them both smile, she was overjoyed.
There was hope!
It seemed she would soon be able to be sisters-in-law with Grace!